Was it so far across the sea? All I can say was that it
hadn’t seemed like miles to me. But without my binoculars,
my vision was blurred but noises I had heard – like
a foghorn in the night, led me to have a fright. But
what could I do? Vanish without a trace? Or pretend I’d
never been seen in the years that had been so lean.
Anyway, I decided to run away. I wouldn’t worry
I could always come back another day!
Poems By ken makepeace 